As a 18-year-old mailboy at a corporate headquarters in Indianapolis, I found that more than a few heads were turning in my direction. One of those heads belonged to Marilyn, a beautiful secretary in the Marketing Department. Not being stupid, I spoke to her as often as possible, and we became friends--going out for coffee, even to the library on our lunch hours together. I didn't really think I was going to get anywhere with her not just becase she was so beautiful, with big breasts that pressed against the dresses she wore and blonde hair that just made her clear face more beautiful, but because she was married.

She would discuss her husband often, and it seemed she was a career married woman until one day I caught a glimpse of her bra when she coyly unbuttoned her shirt and asked me to help her "make an adjustment.

" I didn't get my hands on her then, but I did get a glimpse of two magnificent breasts held back by straining silk. Just how big her breasts were, I had no idea--until she made a date with me to come to my house one weekend so I could fix her carbueretor. She showed up, driving a twenty-year-old Cadillac in prime shape, and stepped out of the car wearing a short, micro-mini skirt and a cutoff top. I must have stood there like a six foot tall scarecrow, because she was awesome! I was harder than a rock as I noticed that under her skirt she had no underwear on, and her naturally blonde bush was in clear view. She seemed to be focusing on my pants as well. I opened the hood and found the car to be running beautifully.

"So, what's wrong with the car? It seems to be purring like a kitten, " I said, speaking mainly to Marilyn's beautiful unharnessed nipples, which were poking straight out of her crop top. "It's my kitten that needs some service, " Marilyn said slowly.

"We've been talking for quite a while now, and I want to be your first conquest." I was impressed with her honesty, and even more impressed by the way her soft place filled out what little there was of her mini skirt. "But what about your husband? Are you sure you want to do that with me?" I asked.

Looking at her body, I didn't really care.

But I knew that if she got halfway involved and wasn't into it, it could cause problems at work in the future. "He hasn't been giving it to me the way I need it, " Marilyn said. "He's always tired, he never wants to take care of my needs." With the last remark, she began slowly running her hands from her tight belly to her nipples, gently twisting them occasionally. "I need to be eaten, I need to be pampered, I need to be played hard and fast, " Marilyn said. She grabbed my wrist and pulled me close enough to smell her beautiful hair.

"Can you do that for me?" "I'll give it my very best shot, but I hope if I'm not too good this time you'll give me a rematch," I told her. She said she wasn't worried about how well I performed this time, she was just trying to mold me into a man who would play her the way she wanted it. Because I was living at home, with my parents, I suggested we take a drive along the country roads around my house and discuss this further. She was sliding across the bench seat of the Cadillac before I finished the sentence, and when I sat down she gave me an incredible kiss, sucking my tongue and flicking hers over my lips as she did so. At the same time, she was reaching for my chest.

"I've wanted to feel your body since I first saw you, " Marilyn said. "Your soft place, your chest, mmmmmmmm, you just look so good I want to eat you up." I told her I had no problem with that, and she could start anytime she felt like it.

But before she began any hard core stuff, she said she wanted me to feel her up, while I drove down the dirt road. "Feel this, my softness is so wet for you, " she said, placing my hand onto her soft, wet lips. She showed me, by hiking up her skirt and masturbating in the passenger's seat, what it was that made her softness feel good--where to put my hands, how to move them. Pretty soon, I had control of that task, but I was losing control of my driving skills. I found a spot after sniffing her luscious juices from my fingers where we wouldn't be discovered by the cops and prepared for my first muff dive.

She had a big back seat, but I decided to eat her in front...

With both doors open, my legs out the driver's side, her head and hair spilling out the passenger's, I sucked her personal place and gently massaged it with my tongue. She was a screamer, and I could tell when she came--all four times--while I was eating her. "Donnie never gives it to me that good, " she said as she slowly recovered. "You've got a natural talent for this.

" Then she reached for my length, which was practically spewing precum all over my shorts. "You deserve a reward, honey. Now, you relax.

If you want me to go faster, you grab my hair and pull me down onto you.

If you want me to go slower, slow me down. I'm going to open a new world to you.

" And that she did, sucking my length all the way to the base, gagging a few times on the way, then slowly running her tongue along the front of it as she came up for air. She jacked me off while she sucked me, and soon I was grabbing her beautiful hair and shoving her onto my length as fast as she could go.

I was ready to cum, and I told her so.

When she heard that she said she wasnt' quite ready for that yet. She clamped her fist at the base of my 8-inch length, refusing to let any of my cum out. "I want that virgin cum on my face, on my hair. I want to eat your cum, " she said. With that she laid back on the seat and brought out some baby oil, which she poured between her massive breasts. When I offered to rub it in, she replied that I would be, but not with my hands. She directed me to straddle her and put my ragingly hard length on her chest. She then took her two firm tits and wrapped them around me, so my length head extended about an inch or two from her breasts. "Play me now, " she said, and I happily did. I stuck my length into her tits, banging her on the chin as I did it and not caring a bit. She didn't seem to care either, and bent her lips to my length to taste the pre cum that was beginning to ooze from the head. "Cum on me, baby, cum on those tits, make them yours...

cum on my face, just CUM, I want to eat you so bad!" she said as I played her tits. I was happy to oblige, and gave her my length to suck just as I began to cum. I shot on her hair, I shot cum on her face, on her car...it was everywhere, and I almost passed out as she softly drained the last drops of my length into her mouth.

She sucked me back to consciousness again and we began to work on my first softness play, but that's another story....